Female dragonflies fake

Their own deaths to avoid 

Males harassing them for




Sometimes I want to be a

Dragonfly, faking my own

Death, but I know maybe it’s




That easy, I just don’t want

To be called beautiful, I want

To feel beautiful, without need




Validation of how you think

I look, is it too much to ask

Not to be judged for my looks




My brains, before you know

What’s inside, they say what’s

Inside is what really counts




We’ve walked 200,000 years

On the earth, and all we can

Seemingly take a woman for is


Her looks


A girl must be desired, not be

Too skinny, too fat, must smile

Not have any hair on their entire




Sometimes in this apparently

Modern world, I want to be

A dragonfly, faking my own



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